PREY
Part Nine – Are you Still There?
Story type: Drabble (Word count: 100) | E/O Challenge | Challenge word is stumble
Author's notes: Did I mention that 100 words ARE NOT THE HELL OF A LOT! Geez. Not sure what to think about this one, but I hope you like it :-) Musketeer word is timid – thanks, Shan, loved the word, as always!
Still have to swallow the lump down that has settled itself in my throat after watching the season premiere. Wow, strong stuff! But I really loved this start.
Anyway, back to the happier times...
The muzzle quivered, still pointing at the spot where the thing's head had been. There was no sound but the rustling of the canopy. Nothing was moving.
Nothing's moving...
It took Sam less than two seconds to scramble to his feet and stumble over to where his brother lay half-buried underneath the foul remains of whatever-the-fuck-you-are, eyes closed, blue tinged lips slightly parted, his leg a mangled mess.
"Dean?" Almost a whisper. Timid. Cautious.
Shaky hands shaking a body.
"Dean!" Almost a yell. Fearing. Panicking.
Sam pulled his sibling close and prayed while he searched for a pulse.
To be continued…